***Blurb***
Jeremy is a wickedly handsome millionaire with a deep, dark secret. He has hidden it from all women he's ever loved and has never really worried about being caught in a delicate situation. His last relationship ended when the girl wanted more from him and he's glad to be free, even though his life is hollow. On a full moon when he is in his cabin, a beautiful girl shows up on his doorstep, bloodied and incoherent. He fears she knows more than she lets on and could be there to unmask the monster within. Sasha proves herself but is wary of the mercurial man. Jeremy sweeps her off her feet and Sasha for once in her life goes with the flow. Jeremy had planned on using the Rubenesque beauty for his pleasure... But fate had other plans. Plans that could include being bitten by love and mated for life.
***Excerpt***
Rolling his shoulders back, he took a few slow breaths. It usually helped calm the racing thoughts in his mind, but not tonight. He always tried to wait until it was totally dark to head into the forest. That way he had no chance of any overzealous hunter catching sight of him in the twilight and shooting his ass off. That had happened once, and he wasn't too keen on it happening again. His mouth was aching, like the worst kind of toothache, as his canines begged for release.
Finally, as the night came on, Jeremy opened his door and stepped out into his playground. All of the animals were silent, from what his keen ears could pick up. His pulse was drumming in his ears, the ache in his mouth more than he could handle. Opening his mouth wide, he allowed his canines free rein in his mouth, the ache easing as they lengthened and sharpened. His eyes sharpened as well, catching movement in the shadows. He wasn't about to sprout fur or wag a tail nor was he the big bad wolf. Well, not quite. He was an anomaly, or so he'd been told. Not quite enough werewolf to turn completely. His mother had been a vampire. That made him a mixed-breed mutt. He didn't turn wolf at the full moon or crave blood 24/7. He had a heightened sense of smell and sight, along with blood craving, only during the full moon. The rest of the time, he felt completely human. He'd never been a fan of snacking on humans, which estranged him from his mother's people, and since he
didn't turn into a pup during a full moon, the wolves didn't want him either. He'd run on his own since puberty, when he'd attempted to lure a vampire temptress to his bed and she'd promptly rebuffed him, leaving his manhood aching in the process. His mother's people had kicked him out on his ass and it still rankled that he wasn't wanted anywhere. Maybe that had been the thing that drove him to accomplish all he had in his thirty years.
***Excerpt***
Finally, as the night came on, Jeremy opened his door and stepped out into his playground. All of the animals were silent, from what his keen ears could pick up. His pulse was drumming in his ears, the ache in his mouth more than he could handle. Opening his mouth wide, he allowed his canines free rein in his mouth, the ache easing as they lengthened and sharpened. His eyes sharpened as well, catching movement in the shadows. He wasn't about to sprout fur or wag a tail nor was he the big bad wolf. Well, not quite. He was an anomaly, or so he'd been told. Not quite enough werewolf to turn completely. His mother had been a vampire. That made him a mixed-breed mutt. He didn't turn wolf at the full moon or crave blood 24/7. He had a heightened sense of smell and sight, along with blood craving, only during the full moon. The rest of the time, he felt completely human. He'd never been a fan of snacking on humans, which estranged him from his mother's people, and since he
didn't turn into a pup during a full moon, the wolves didn't want him either. He'd run on his own since puberty, when he'd attempted to lure a vampire temptress to his bed and she'd promptly rebuffed him, leaving his manhood aching in the process. His mother's people had kicked him out on his ass and it still rankled that he wasn't wanted anywhere. Maybe that had been the thing that drove him to accomplish all he had in his thirty years.
His gaze zeroed in on something in the grass a few hundred feet away. His pulse picked up and he was ready for the chase. He moved slowly at first, in an ever- tightening circle toward his prey. No need to scare it off just yet. He didn't want to run too long. He could smell the earthiness of the deer’s blood as it pulsed through its veins. He went in for the kill and felt his teeth sink into the animal's neck. The scent of liquid life filled his senses. He was lost.
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***Bio***
Scarlett Jade is just a small town Southern girl who is now a
Northern transplant. She was always found from a young age
with her brow furrowed, scribbling words on paper. Now that
she is grown, life isn't much different, she still scribbles words,
but mostly on the computer! She is married to the man of her
dreams, her real life knight in shining armor and Prince
Charming. She has one son who is the apple of her eye and she
homeschools year round. You can typically find her playing in
the dirt with her son or snuggled on the couch with her dog
Peanut, reading a good book. She loves chocolate, thinks coffee
should be a religion, and loves to make people laugh with her
quirky sense of humor. She is bold, brazen, and even been told
she's ballsy, but she doesn't mind, she takes it in stride. She
has a huge passion for all things paranormal and has a
penchant for spicy love stories that leave you turning the pages
and dying to slide between the sheets of her next book!
Northern transplant. She was always found from a young age
with her brow furrowed, scribbling words on paper. Now that
she is grown, life isn't much different, she still scribbles words,
but mostly on the computer! She is married to the man of her
dreams, her real life knight in shining armor and Prince
Charming. She has one son who is the apple of her eye and she
homeschools year round. You can typically find her playing in
the dirt with her son or snuggled on the couch with her dog
Peanut, reading a good book. She loves chocolate, thinks coffee
should be a religion, and loves to make people laugh with her
quirky sense of humor. She is bold, brazen, and even been told
she's ballsy, but she doesn't mind, she takes it in stride. She
has a huge passion for all things paranormal and has a
penchant for spicy love stories that leave you turning the pages
and dying to slide between the sheets of her next book!
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